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The gloomy and damp clouds were hovering in the sky above Dayangzhuang, and suddenly a thunderclap exploded, rumbling through the clouds, crackling and shooting out a silver-white lightning bolt, which rushed towards the hill like an arrow. As far as the eye could see, there was a strange scream from the mass grave on the east side of Xiaohushan, and the whistling of the wind rushed to the ground, which frightened the villagers' hairs to explode.

There was a crackle and a thunderclap.

The neighing clouds of the horses underwent a violent chemical reaction, and the thick clouds were getting lower and lower. Yang Chong looked up at the sky, and a drop of rapid and heavy raindrop suddenly hit his face, hurting and hurting.

Immediately afterward, the rain fell like a bead of money, and a curtain of water was erected between heaven and earth.

"Take shelter from the rain, old fellows!"

Accountant Yang pulled his neck and hurriedly shouted: "Now the weather is hot, not as hot as spring and winter, if you get a fever from the rain, no amount of herbs can cure it." Everyone should be careful and find a place to carry the rain! ”

Yang Chong looked at Accountant Yang's back and shook his head.

It's like denying something, and it's hard to decide. What he was thinking was known only to him.

It was four o'clock in the morning.

Yang Chong and Yang Eater were hiding under a big locust tree to take shelter from the rain, looking at the thick fog between heaven and earth, and they couldn't see anything clearly. A fat man with a beer belly ran over from afar, stretched out his fat palm to wipe the water droplets on his face, and shouted with trembling vocal cords: "Hey! Are the two under the locust tree the poplar waterer? ”

Yang Chong and Yang Yuji glanced at each other and heard the voice of the person coming.

Yang Accountant.

Yang Chong shouted at the moment: "It's me, Yang Chong, and next to me is my uncle." He took a few steps forward, but did not go out of the shadow of the locust tree, and continued to shout: "Accountant Yang, have you found the pig's head three?" ”

"Found it!"

As soon as the words fell, Accountant Yang jumped into the shade of the locust tree in a few big steps.

He shook the rain off his hair and said, "I just found him!" ”

Yang Chong was overjoyed: "Really? Where is it? Why don't you call him over? ”

Accountant Yang sighed: "He can't come!" ”

Yang Chong was stunned and said, "He has hands and feet, why can't he come?" ”

Accountant Yang shook his head and said, "Come with me to take a look!" ”

Hearing this tone, Yang Chong's heart that had just flown up suddenly fell to the bottom again, and a sense of loss that was getting closer and closer to the truth surged into his heart, and he inevitably thought of the most terrible result.

Accountant Yang took the two of them to the suburbs north of Dayangzhuang in the rain.

The mountains here are undulating, and the villagers have chosen the horns of the flat land, where small patches of corn are planted everywhere, scattered like a chessboard. Half-man-tall artemisia grass was scattered across the hills, and several depleted streams ran through it. Continuing to the north, the population no longer appears, and all that comes into view are insects and grasses, trees and fields. After the three of them climbed a small mound, they were covered in mud, all of them were soaked, and they were dirty like monkeys.

But none of the three of them had the heart to take care of this, because Accountant Yang had already pointed in one direction.

With his fingers pointing downward, he pointed to the small mound where the three of them were standing, and stomped his foot.

"See, this was a lime kiln in the past."

Sure enough, as Accountant Yang stomped his feet, an empty and dull sound echoed inside the small mound, and it was conceivable that it was hollowed out inside. Yang had no doubt about this, because even when he was a child, his father worked in this lime kiln. At that time, they still had a small donkey at home, which came to camel lime in the kiln. When he was a child, he often came here to play, and his face was often covered with lime, and his eldest brother Yang watered more than once and laughed at him for being a little white face.

Accountant Yang walked to the top of the small mound again, and pulled open the overgrown weeds, revealing a large hole.

The entrance of the cave is about the size of a well, and because it is deep, it has long been covered by grass. However, because of the heavy rain just now, the grass was washed away by the rain and sank inward, so the hole became conspicuous.

He said to Yang Chong and Yang Eat Chicken: "Come and see!" ”

Yang Chong's footsteps suddenly became extremely heavy, almost dragging two hundred-pound iron lumps, and he came to the entrance of the cave step by step.

Leaning forward to look inside, only one glance, and suddenly his eyes jumped with fright, and he couldn't help but scream!

"Hah! How so! ”

Yang also went to see the chicken, and after reading it, he just shook his head: "It's too miserable, it's too miserable......"

I saw a fat corpse lying face down in a pool of blood in a lime kiln that was a few feet high. Half of his body was twisted, and his neck was spinning at an uncanny angle, bruised from the accumulation of blood. Looking down from above, the shoulder blades on the back are extremely protruding, as if they were fractured by the impact, and a small tent is held up on the back. With his legs crossed and his knees exposed from wearing shorts shattered, Sensen's white stubble burst out of his skin and exposed to the wet air.

This posture was clearly not his last posture before he died.

Because just a meter away, there is a huge crater there. There was not much blood in the pit, but it was connected to the current corpse in a few intermittent blood lines, and it was obvious that it was because of the crawling of the dead before their death.

Dying throes, but that's it.

Yang Chong subconsciously didn't look over, he couldn't bear to look at it again.

Dead people are really not an auspicious thing, and the appearance of breaking a living life to show you, full of brains and blood, is really terrifying. As the saying goes, things hurt their kind, and animals still feel sorry for their kind. But Yang Chong, who wanted to figure out the situation, could only continue to observe the murder scene because he wanted to discover more.

More dubious stuff.

"Uncle, I want to go down." Yang said suddenly.

"No way!" Yang Yuji categorically refused, "This kiln is deep enough, and now it is raining heavily, and it is too dangerous to go down." ”

“…… Want to go down...... In fact, there are ways. Accountant Yang seemed to remember something.

"What's the solution?" Yang Chong and Yang Eat Chicken asked together.

"There...... See? It's the thousand-year-old tree,......" Accountant Yang scratched his head and said, "If my memory is not bad, it should be the entrance to this kiln." The lime kiln is to seal the kiln mouth with burning bricks, we can try to see if we can knock the kiln mouth open, so that we can go directly in! ”

Yang Chong's face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly ran over.

When I got there, I peeled off the overgrown weeds and saw that a two-meter square kiln mouth appeared.

It's just that the kiln mouth is stuffed with bricks, Yang Yuji knocked it with the back of his hand, and suddenly smiled: "It's really lucky, this brick is only half-cooked, we should be able to pry it open!" ”

Accountant Yang nodded and said, "Fortunately, it's not a cooked steel brick, otherwise, we would have to demolish this mountain." ”

The three of them looked at each other and laughed, and then began to look for wood nearby.